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The hanging and the whore
Go hang a lantern outside - this time red:
To show an eager whore is really ready
For master, like the Chinese girls who led
Their owners to their beds. Now suck sir - steady,
As she crouches down and she'll gently unleash
The monster of her dreams that she can lick
Into a hardness fitting, as she'll reach
Beneath to caress balls and taste that prick,
As needs be on this fine evening, when dark
Conceals such lusts, while others merely dream;
And, if you slap her face, it's just to mark
Her his (as is her arse). Sir will demean
Her lovingly, because she knows the score:
The hanging lamp so colours her, sweet whore.
To show an eager whore is really ready
For master, like the Chinese girls who led
Their owners to their beds. Now suck sir - steady,
As she crouches down and she'll gently unleash
The monster of her dreams that she can lick
Into a hardness fitting, as she'll reach
Beneath to caress balls and taste that prick,
As needs be on this fine evening, when dark
Conceals such lusts, while others merely dream;
And, if you slap her face, it's just to mark
Her his (as is her arse). Sir will demean
Her lovingly, because she knows the score:
The hanging lamp so colours her, sweet whore.
Published 28th Aug 2014
| Edited 2nd Sep 2017
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